**[Intro – low, distant]**
Yeah.
I tried to drown it.
Didn’t work.
**[Verse 1]**
Substances cannot sedate the brain of an escapist
I chased a calm I never found, just different stages
Every vice a temporary truce with my reflection
I don’t need a savior, I need less direction
The only high that makes me sane is pain of those I hated
Fuel from every slight, every lie I tolerated
I learned to carry it precise, no dramatization
Pressure makes a blade, not an explanation
**[Pre-Chorus]**
Drawing from frustrations, my greatest illustration
Calling me an artist
But I’m only your creation
Built me from your silence, sharpened by neglect
If I sound calculated, it’s ‘cause chaos taught me math
**[Chorus]**
Bitch, I never begged for the cause
So it’s nothing lost
I don’t mourn what never wanted me involved
I’ma break away, find an island, and I’m fucking off
No smoke signals, no applause
Just me gone
**[Verse 2]**
I don’t pray for mercy, I negotiate with truth
Every scar a footnote, every doubt a proof
You confuse my distance for resentment or retreat
Nah, I just stopped bleeding in the street
Everybody wants a piece when the engine finally hums
But nobody was here when it was falling apart in chunks
Now they say I changed—yeah, that’s kind of the point
I don’t owe the past a second joint
**[Pre-Chorus]**
You call it selfish when I don’t repeat the cycle
I call it discipline, survival with a rifle scope
Still aiming inward, still correcting my alignment
I don’t need your label, I define it
**[Chorus]**
Bitch, I never begged for the cause
So it’s nothing lost
I don’t miss a room that was built on applause
I’ma break away, find an island, and I’m fucking off
No goodbye songs, no monologue
Just gone
**[Bridge – half-time, reflective]**
If pain made me, then I made peace with the cost
If hate fueled the fire, I learned how to exhaust
I don’t glamorize the damage, I itemize it
Then close the book and don’t romanticize it
**[Final Verse]**
They said I’d fade without the noise, without the crowd
Funny how I hear myself the clearest now
I’m not healed, I’m honest, that’s a different lane
I don’t numb the ache—I integrate the pain
**[Outro – calm, resolved]**
No substances.
No saviors.
No cause to die for.
Just distance.
Just clarity.
Just me fucking off.